"Damn bear! Even if it means offending Jieyin and Zhunti someday, I will kill you. Otherwise, I will never be able to swallow this bitter anger!" Dijun declared furiously.
Hearing this, Xi He, who felt deeply wronged, opened her mouth to caution Dijun against acting rashly. But then she reconsidered. The Ancestral Bear's cunning and treachery had already exceeded her imagination. The Witch Race had originally been powerful, but its strength lay in brawn rather than brains. With the Ancestral Bear among them, however, and with their absolute trust in him, their overall strength had truly... risen by far more than a single notch. If they could eliminate him and deprive the Witch Race of someone who could devise strategies for them, it would indeed greatly benefit the Demon Race.
But... the Ancestral Bear was not so easy to kill!
Xi He still remembered how even Taiyi had failed to kill the Ancestral Bear back then. How could her husband succeed?
"Alas!" At this thought, Xi He could not help sighing. She stood and said to Dijun, "Your Majesty, I underestimated the Ancestral Bear this time. I never imagined he would break out of the trap this way."
After speaking, Xi He bowed to Dijun and continued, "I ask Your Majesty to punish me for my failure."
Hearing this, Dijun also sighed, then hurried over to help his wife straighten up. Holding her hand, he said, "This was not your fault. The Ancestral Bear was simply too cunning. You need not blame yourself."
Xi He lowered her head. "Though the Ancestral Bear is cunning, since I proposed a plan to deal with him, I should have considered how he might act and prepared a response. But as for the current situation... I do not know how to handle it either.